Mystery: A Spark

The furry beast in front of them let out a childish voice that sounded quite frustrated.

"Haha, what happened to you? How did you end up like this?"

Arthur walked over and petted the "furry beast," experiencing a completely new sensation.

When he first saw the "furry beast," he was briefly taken aback, but then activated his Ghost Vision and immediately recognized it as the puppy Arthas.

"It's all because of the potion your friend gave me. I was so careful, watching him make the potion the whole time, but I still got scammed."

Arthas shook his body in frustration, causing the big fur ball to sway back and forth, which looked particularly amusing.

"Hahaha." Arthur burst out laughing.

He was prepared for the possibility that the medicine Frank had given him might malfunction, which is why he hadn't dared to touch the vial directly with his bare hands.

Just as the machines created by goblins have a very high chance of exploding, the potions created by Frank are naturally also very likely to have problems.

Of course, it's unlikely to cause harm to the user, since it's a treatment drug, not a poison.

However, it's quite possible that after using it, a few mushrooms might grow on your body, or you might experience some loss of sanity.

But Arthur didn't care. After all, he wasn't the one who got tricked. He could just help Arthas pick a few mushrooms later.

To his surprise, instead of mushrooms growing on his body, Arthas's fur began to grow wildly, eventually transforming him into the white furry beast before him.

“It’s alright, actually. You look kind of funny right now.” Arthur said, while stroking Arthas’s white fur with his hand.

"This isn't fun at all. Hurry up and cut off these long hairs for me, otherwise I won't be able to eat properly." Seeing that Arthur didn't take it seriously, Alsace immediately said with dissatisfaction.

"Okay, okay, I'll trim your fur for you." Arthur played with the puppy's long fur for a while before saying contentedly.

He picked up the "furry beast" and put it on the ground, found some scissors, and started snip-snipping away at its long fur.

Soon, a brand new white puppy appeared.

Arthur then trimmed the puppy a little with scissors to make it look better.

"Well, it's finally back to normal. It wasn't easy at all," Arthas sighed wearily as he looked in the mirror.

After three days of effort, the animal, whose fur had been inexplicably dyed to resemble that of a husky, finally managed to restore its original pure white coat.

During this time, its unscrupulous owner made fun of it every day.

What's even more outrageous is that this guy even wanted to secretly draw what it would look like if it were turned into a husky.

Fortunately, it was discovered and stopped in time, otherwise it might have ruined its reputation.

Although it was only a few months old, it had no reputation to speak of.

While Arthas was reminiscing about his experiences over the past few days, Arthur stroked his chin, staring blankly at the pair of white-haired figures on the ground.

"Arthur, what are you thinking about?" Arthas asked, puzzled.

Its owner is always up to some crazy ideas, and now, looking at all this shed fur, I wonder what he's thinking.

However, the next moment, Arthas saw Arthur begin to collect the white fur that had been cut off.

Not only that, after collecting these white furs, Arthur tied them up with rope.

He waved the bundle of white fur in front of Arthas and laughed smugly:

“Little guy, I have a sweater to wear this winter. If you make sweaters or scarves out of your wool, they will definitely be very warm.”

Arthas: ......

It just wants to ask, you're a Sequence 7 arsonist, are you afraid of the cold?

"Fine, whatever makes you happy," Arthas muttered helplessly.

Arthur smiled, but the smile quickly froze on his face.

Because he suddenly realized something: he didn't seem to know how to knit.

Chapter 110 The Great Detective Edogawa Holmes

Arthur racked his brains, going through all his memories of his past life, and finally realized that he really couldn't knit.

I've never even watched a demonstration, let alone tried it myself.

This left Arthur feeling extremely disappointed, so he simply collected the white fur shed by the puppy, intending to use it later.

After all, this bundle of white fur was cut from Arthas's body; the fur was soft, pure white, and even had the scent of night-blooming jasmine, making it an excellent material for clothing.

And judging from the puppy's appearance, it's unlikely that this ointment will be used again in the future.

Therefore, this fur is naturally extremely precious.

Even if you don't use it to make sweaters, it would be great to knit other clothes, such as shirts or pajamas.

Seeing Arthur carefully putting away his fur, and clearly intending to use it to make clothes, Arthas's expression became somewhat strange.

"Why do you look like that?" Arthur asked, somewhat puzzled.

Arthas thought for a moment and said:

"Arthur, do you think it would feel strange if I wove clothes out of your hair and wore them?"

Arthur: ...

Don't even mention it, just thinking about it makes me feel a bit depressed.

“Ahem, Arthas, there is a difference between the two,” Arthur said dryly.

"What's the difference?" the puppy asked, confused.

"Uh... in short, there are differences."

Arthur waved his hand dismissively, skipping over the topic, and continued:

"Now let's get down to business, the issue of your digestion of the potion."

"Digestive potion?" Arthas asked curiously.

"Yes, the name of your pathway sequence eight is Master of Tricks. What are your thoughts on playing this sequence?"

Arthur held Arthas in his arms and sat down on the sofa.

He looked at the two tiny ears, like marshmallows, dangling in front of him, and felt a little itchy in his hands.

So Arthur reached out and squeezed Arthas's two ears together, turning them into rabbit ears.

With her other hand, she began to rub the puppy's head, making the puppy squint its eyes comfortably.

"A magic trick?" Arthas regained some composure after hearing Arthur's question and asked with some confusion.

“That’s right. Magic tricks refer to the performer’s use of special techniques to create visual and auditory illusions for the audience. To put it bluntly, it can be seen as a way of fooling the audience,” Arthur explained to Arthas.

"Hmm... In that case, maybe I could find some stray cats and dogs to impersonate and perform magic tricks in front of them?" Arthas asked somewhat uncertainly.

"Maybe it's possible, but I don't think they're intelligent enough to understand magic tricks, so the performance might not be very effective," Arthur said after thinking for a moment.

"So, do you have any good ideas?" Arthas turned his head and asked Arthur curiously.

“My idea is that you could perform in a circus. With people as the audience, the performance would be much more effective,” Arthur replied softly, scratching Arthas’s chin.

"Huh? How am I supposed to get into a circus? What circus would use a little dog like me for a performance? They'd never take me, would they?" Arthas said, somewhat confused.

"Don't worry about that, I've already thought of a solution for you," Arthur said with a light laugh.

"Alright then, I'll do as you say." Arthas snuggled his little head against Arthur's chest and started to doze off.

When Arthur was trimming its fur earlier, it already seemed a little drowsy.

After being teased by Arthur for a while longer, Alsassin was starting to feel the strain.

"Hey, I haven't finished yet. Go to sleep later." Arthur gently nudged Arthas.

"Okay, go ahead, I'm listening," Arthas said with a yawn, his voice a little groggy.

"What I want to tell you is that you are absolutely forbidden from using any magical items from your own path in the future. It's best not to even touch them," Arthur said in a somewhat serious voice.

Upon hearing this, Arthas perked up slightly and looked at Arthur with some curiosity, asking:

"Why can't I use the magical items from my path? And I can't even touch them."

"Because the extraordinary path of the Apprentice was previously mainly controlled by the Abraham family, but for some reason, the bloodline of this family was cursed, causing those in their family who were extraordinary in the Apprentice path to suffer from delirium during the full moon."

“The magical items that are currently scattered among the Apprentice Path cultivators are very likely remnants of this family. Any extraordinary individual on the Apprentice Path who uses a magical item left behind by this family will also be affected by the Full Moon's Whisper,” Arthur explained to the puppy in front of him.

The reason he reminded Arthas in that way was because he wanted to ask Fors to take Arthas with her when she performed in the circus after she became a master magician.

In this way, Arthas could act as her performance assistant, with the two of them, one human and one dog, simultaneously playing the role of digesting the potion.

In the original story, Fors was affected by the Full Moon Talk because he used the teleportation stone bracelet left behind by Mrs. Anlissa, a member of the Abraham family.

Arthur was still unsure whether Fors would be affected if the person being transported was on the apprentice path when using the teleportation stone.

But there's no need to take that risk; it's not worth it.

After listening to Arthur's words, Arthas pondered for a moment, analyzed the situation calmly, and suddenly realized the truth.

Then, it looked at Arthur with a suspicious gaze and said:

"I don't believe you. I think you're definitely trying to fool me."

"You brat, when have I ever lied to you?" Arthur reached out and gently tapped the little husky's head, saying irritably.

"Why don't you have one? You said before that Miss Susie's master has very high standards, so I have to work hard to get promoted. But after I met them last time, I found that it wasn't like that at all. Are you trying to fool me?" Arthas muttered angrily.

“This, this can’t be considered a hoax. How can encouraging students be considered a hoax?” Arthur immediately argued.

Then came a series of difficult phrases, such as "read books often" and "a scholar can be separated for three days," which made the puppy roll around happily in Arthur's arms.

"Alright, stop laughing. What I just said was very serious, so don't take it lightly. Otherwise, don't come crying to me if something goes wrong." Arthur said irritably as the puppy rolled around in his arms laughing.

"Okay, okay, I'll be more careful next time. It's not like it's anything that's difficult," Arthas muttered, flicking his tail.

"Okay, just remember this," Arthur said as a final reminder, then placed Arthas on the sofa to sleep.

He himself went straight upstairs.

After Arthur left, Arthas, who was squatting on the sofa, gradually frowned.

"Full moon murmurs... Is that you?"

"It wasn't me," a voice rang in its ears.